You are in a perpetual quest to find the new, the existing, tartans. Emotionally volatile, you are known for sudden changes in opinion regarding hose color. Following rules and established methods is difficult for you and the difficulties of hat selection are usually quite daunting. Sporrans come and go without a strong understanding of their cause. They are unexpected guests in an otherwise placid closet. You wear your clan colors which can be hunting or red depending on the individual. Rarely verbally effusive, you can at times feel as if your feelings are too deep for words when someone with cold hands checks your kilt. You hate to be matchy matchy, at all cost lest Jock Scot call you out for over thinking. You are very absorbent but carry an umbrella anyway.